I Dreamed A Dream Poem by Arild Ertsland

I dreamed a dream last, and wow was I charmed
Every crook on this ol`planet had been disarmed

Each and everyone of the bad guys..pointet their guns at me
Me thinking..'this is the end to whoever I wanted to be

But still I woke with a peaceful glorie above my head
Coz, out of the gun barrel pops a fancy red rose, colored red

It was then I realized that the bad guys needed an understanding hand
The message..reach out a helping hand before time runs into the sand